Pondcatcher Reed

Shellwood’s grown more dangerous in recent times, but I’m a lifelong catcher, right down to my core. Ain’t nothing that’ll change that.

Bellhart’s lost much of its lustre, but we still offer some comfort to the pilgrims who climb this high.

Hornet

You seem hard at work, good bug. Are you a hunter, of a sort?

Of a simple sort, aye. I’m a pondcatcher around these parts. The last remaining, in fact!

Us few Bellharters are badly needing for fresh food, so my lone shell’s carrying quite the responsibility.

At least Shellwood Pond’s still full of good meat, ‘specially if your aim with a longpin’s as good as mine.

Just passing through these lands, are you, miss? I’d warn you not to stray far from Bellhart, but you’ve the look of one who can manage themself.

If you’re heading out across the pond, be wary of the other catchers. They’re all long lost to Pharloom’s Haunting.

Weak minds, the lotta them. Still, their longpins remain sharp enough.

You’ve met Frey, miss? She’s usually stocking useful items for travellers such as yourself.